English 105
Part 1
1) I grew up in a household of
five, me being the youngest sibling out of 3 and the only boy made me the
center of attention. The toys I usually received were mostly sport balls. My
parents were obsessed with the idea of me playing sports. Since no sport caught
my attention my parents decided to sign me up for soccer at a local park
regardless. At the time, I was five years old and when my parents told me they
signed me up for soccer I got mad and started crying. I begged them not to make
me participate in soccer because I was not interested, but nevertheless I was
forced to attend. Every Tuesdays and Thursdays there was practice from 6pm-8pm
for three months. I tried every trick in the book not to attend practice;
pretending to be sick, crying, hiding, and locking myself in my room. Weeks
passed by and my mindset about soccer didn’t change. Once soccer season ended
my parents finally decided that they would stop pursuing the idea of me playing
sports. It was time for me to attend Elementary School and made friends who
were not surprisingly into soccer. It was only then when soccer slowly started
catching my attention. Every recess I would check out a ball to play with and
suddenly, I saw myself playing at home. After a few weeks of having contact
with a soccer ball I told my parents that I wanted to try out soccer again.
2) As a result,
soccer became a part of me in many ways. The first thing soccer helped me with
was my communication skills. My freshmen year of high school was a challenging
but a good one. I had Biology which I found a bit challenging. My teacher
taught in a fast pace and I caught myself being lost a lot. I would constantly
ask someone next to me for help and if they couldn’t help me I would stay after
class to ask my teacher for help. If the teacher wasn’t available after class
then I would go during lunch and talk to my teacher about things I needed more
clarification on. The end of the semester approached and I had a B- . Me asking
all those questions helped me pass my Biology class. All I could think about
when I saw my grade was soccer. Soccer made me pass my class because our soccer
coach would insist to interact with our fellow players in order to achieve a
certain play or win a game. It was my communication skills that helped me pass
my class.
Part 2
1) My parents had a passion for sports and they wanted to pass it on to me. The first few months weren't good I gave up on sports my first year of soccer.
2) After soccer slowly came back into my life. I saw myself being motivated by soccer my sophmore year. It also gave me my fighting mentality.
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